Saturday, December 21, 2013

How many years do people waste on people who are not ever
going to be the person we want them to be?
I find the number of how many people I talk to who are “trying to figure
out” someone while he is “trying to figure out what” he wants,
overwhelming.

I responded to a friend recently who told me that he needed
to learn how to just take it as it comes and go with it. I wrote back in jest: “Since when do you take
things as they come?” I giggled at the
thought that someone was clearly telling him that she cared about him and
wanted him to “take things as they come” in hopes that he will one day “love”
her. The real question was how long
would she wait for him to “figure it out?”
The answer - Likely WAY TOO LONG!

So why do women want to be TOLD the answer? I’ve spent much of my life wanting people to
tell me when they have no interest in being my friend. How funny (and pathetic) that sounds from the
perspective of my voice writing my thoughts to people who do this instead of
taking my own advice. Why can’t we analyze people’s actions and instead of
saying “I’ll be here for you when you figure it out”, say, “You know what? You SUCK!
I don’t want to be YOUR friend!”

Someone told me once that therapists believe it to be a lack
of self-esteem that allows a person to let herself be treated in this way. Funny thing was that I was always so set on
the fact that I thought I was showing the other person who was broken in some way
that people were good, that I didn’t realize how full of myself I actually
was! Who was I to believe that there was
no way someone wouldn’t like me? Did I
ever stop to think that maybe my kindness and smiling personality made him want
to puke a little? WELL! PUKE AWAY!
I’ll be right here every single day until you say the words “Calia. I don’t want to be your friend” and then give
me an exact reason why. Until then I’ll
be here waiting for your call, I’ll drop everything when you need
something, I’ll run to the ends of the
earth to make sure you have a smile on your face when you’re stressed, I’ll walk
your puppy...okay... NO. (I’m not
walking anyone’s puppy! That is crossing
the line...puppies...I don’t like puppies...)

So do we really need to hear the words? Do we keep people in our lives as a puzzle to
“solve”? What if the puzzle has a couple
of missing pieces that he misplaced from his box MANY years ago and there is no
solution? Before you wrap yourself up in
the game of helping him by putting yourself second, you better be sure that his
rubik’s cube hasn’t had a couple of stickers removed from each color or you’re
going to be very disappointed when you get to the last step and his cube is
still all messed up.

Friday, July 19, 2013

I was scrolling through my news-feed on Facebook to find a crazy angry post:

"You've screwed me over for the last time! Don't think I'm ever going to fall for your shit again!"

...um...Who? Me?...I went over and over it in my head. Boy! I sure had affected this poor person today. Had I made plans to get together with her and stood her up? I was quite sure that my #1 life rule of never committing to a specific social gathering unless I was the singer, sometimes took a bit of time for the people around me to catch on to. Usually I received approximately 4 or 5 invites to a jewelry party or wedding shower before a person realized that it might be better just to come right out and ask me for money or a gift! It is quite true that I would pay almost any amount of money NOT to sit around a living room eating cake with a group of women. Of course if you are having a bridal shower at the gym, count me in.

What had I done to this girl though? I didn't remember using one of my noncommittal responses to an invitation that was specifically worded not to lock me in to "coffee" or "lunch" with her.

"Yes. We should get together sometime"
"oh! That would be fun. I'm very busy. I'll call you sometime."
"I'm singing everyday from now until Christmas (next year) but we should get together after that."

A person wouldn't really post a specific issue with only one person on a public forum for hundreds of people to read would they? That would be ridiculous! It must be me...because the world revolves around me (or at least that’s what my mother used to say...or did she say it DOESN'T revolve around me?...can’t remember) At any rate, apparently I do A LOT of things that offend people! I might need to find some new friends...

Thursday, July 18, 2013

I've been really starting to wonder why dating is so hard. The only thing I can think of is that there may
be a disconnect between what people want, and what people are able to get. I was thinking of starting a dating website
called “inyourleague.com” for ‘ugly’ people. Is that mean?
I have to wonder if we all think we’re a bit more attractive than we
really are. Maybe a good rule of thumb is to realize that we are all half as
good looking as we think and go for someone in that category. We might have a better shot. I got to thinking that if I use that
equation, I was very lucky to have met my beautiful husband. No wonder I was single for 8 years!

I help a few of my guy friends out on dating websites by
doing the initial correspondence with women for them. Did you know that there are entire companies
out there that do this for people? It
costs a fortune but they correspond with the ‘dating prospect’ until they are
interested enough to meet. Can you
imagine doing that back before computers?
You get to the alter and you think you know each other from hours and
hours of phone calls and conversations while you've really been talking to
someone else who has just been saying what they think you want to hear? ...wait...come
to think of it, in my experience that is sort of what dating was when I was out
there.

“Match” always seemed like a good idea for about 4 days every
year (after those 4 days, I was completely freaked out and hiding from my
computer in the corner of my room). But I
would never learn my lesson and each year around new years, I would write my
profile and put up some pictures and then get hundreds of emails. Twenty or so would be from age appropriate
men while the others were usually in the 50-100 age range...with a dog. (My profile blatantly said “please don’t
contact me if you have a dog- I’m allergic.”
Obviously these people were only looking at my picture – HA! Maybe I’m TWICE as attractive as I think I
am! Giggle...) Anyway...now I’m writing
to women using guy’s pictures. Why is
this SO much harder? There must be way
more men on there than women. My friends are good looking guys. I really don’t know what the problem is. Some of my emails go unread completely while
others get a response and then go completely silent in the middle of a
conversation! Wtf? Is it really that much easier for women that
they can just cut in and out at will? The
only thing I can think of is that my guy friends are very specific about not
wanting to go out with women who are divorced or already have children because
they are in their 30’s and want to start their own families so this seriously
cuts down the dating pool. BUT you can’t
tell me that there aren’t women out there in that category looking for a ‘nice’
guy? (who sort of writes like a girl...kidding...I write very manly!) Every time one of these girls stops talking
after a couple of emails with no expressed reason, I am absolutely
crushed! How could she dump me without
telling me why? I mean...Who the heck
does she think she is not to like me? I
bet she’s only half as hot as her pictures. She should be on my new website “Ihavenointentionofevergettingtogether.com”

Wednesday, July 17, 2013

I always get into conversations with men and women alike
about struggles that they are having in their relationships. Of course I bring on the conversation myself
in order to gain an understanding of these things in order to offer up my
twisted, yet precise view of each situation.

One of my most recurring conversational treats is with
people who are “trying” to see someone who is unavailable. We've all fallen for that sad story at one
point or another! “I’m married but we are trying to break up but it’s
complicated because she/he has some emotional issues.” “My boyfriend really wants to be with me but
his girlfriend keeps playing on him every time he tries to leave.” “She says that she is working through some
things and isn't ready for a relationship right now.” “He says he was really hurt in the past so he
needs to spend time with me without any commitment and without anyone knowing.”
“But he’s my best friend! No one gets
him like I do!”

Hmm...well...I don’t know what to say...Wait! Yes I do!
In this world where many people are out there broken and trying to date
on the heels of divorce or breakup as a Band-Aid instead of healing from their
past first, we have GOT TO GET A GRIP! "Overlap dating" is a disaster for everyone involved. The truth is that someone who has someone
else in their life that he/she just “can’t leave”, is getting something out of
that relationship. If they wanted to
leave, they would. I know it doesn't
seem that easy in the moment, but it is. Ending a relationship is never easy
but no one is as “confused” as they say they are. If you’re confused and wondering if you’re
with the right person, you probably aren't with the right person! Period. Men and women’s brains function differently in
this regard however. Women tend to read
between the lines instead of taking actions into account, while men can
compartmentalize their actions. I truly
believe that if a man could cheat on his wife without ever ruining his
marriage, he would. If you've noticed,
most men in the “middle of a divorce” because they met someone else, had their
wife “accidentally” find out. (Usually
the accident has been a good friend of the extra girlfriend talking in the
bathroom a little too loudly while, “oops!
His wife’s best friend was in the stall!
OMG! How did that happen?”) I look at it like eating at a buffet. If you can eat both a slice of chocolate cake
that is rich and fulfilling, and a piece of strawberry shortcake that is light
and playful, you are going to. Your
decision is really only made for you if one of them make you throw up before
you eat the other one. If not? Win win!

I know...I do get ranting a bit...My point is that we need
to have a little more strength to let a person go until they are available to
have something worthwhile. One quality relationship is way more fulfilling than
a bunch of nothings that get us worked up on the telephone with our
girlfriends. I also worry that we need
to be better role models to the next generation of 20somethings. I watch as these poor girls think that being
beautiful and taking a guy from someone else is some sort of huge accomplishment. Unfortunately, being 20 and BEAUTIFUL isn't
an accomplishment. Being 35 and showing
these young girls by example that they are worth someone’s undivided attention
and showering of love from someone who deserves them IS.

Monday, July 15, 2013

I was driving down a back street yesterday and I had a revelation! I was totally screwed by my parents!…now mom…don’t take offense to this. (no offense taken!…hee hee…I like to talk to myself to justify my own words…it’s a little thing I've picked up from being completely alone most of the time!) Oh well…(smile)…I realized that we are all a product of our childhoods. That being said, the point is that no matter how great or how bad our childhood is, there is apparently no “right” way to raise your children. My choice for my children in the future would be the way my parents did it- with fantasy, creativity and a unique family bond that many would look at as a colorful, flowery version of the Munsters.

Anyway…the back roads…As a kid, my mother used to take this crazy route to the mall….As a matter of fact, she and my father both, would take crazy routes to just about everywhere we were going. I remember taking friends with us, and on many occasions (if it was their first time riding with us) they would say, “Um…Where’s your Mom taking us? Is this right?” I would giggle and reply, “Don’t worry. Dad says that this way is more romantic!” From then on, they would love to ride with us because they were excited to see where we would go while somehow still reaching our destination. I think my father started this, though I’m not sure that they didn’t both have this zest for life, which is probably what brought them together in the first place! He would always take back roads everywhere. He loved the trees and the fact that there was no traffic. He called it “romantic.” I guess I hear him on that point…but it may explain why romance in my world consists of driving really fast and being lifted into the air by bumps in the road and laughing hysterically. One of my sisters was always a little bit different than the rest of us for some reason. She had a sense of embarrassment for our crazy ways. She was hosting an exchange student from Spain one year and my father and I took her with us to go pick the exchange student up when she arrived. He drove one of his “romantic” routes home and pulled into the driveway of a burned out shack on one of the back streets, turned off the engine, and he and I pretended to get out as though it was where we lived. (He and I had a thing like that! We didn't need to talk to know what the plan was!) The look on the exchange student’s face was priceless…the look on my sister’s face was even better! We laughed and got back in and drove to our real house that, though I’m biased, was the most beautiful house in the world! It spoke it’s own language because inside it had the personality of every dimension of the definition of family and it was truly a part of us! As for my sister…I’m not sure that she ever got over it but she’s wonderful anyway!

So what’s the moral of this story?…No matter where you are in life, there are many different roads you can take while you’re living it. The most direct route may not get you to your destination any quicker, but many people feel safer on it. I don’t feel safer on the direct route. I was taught that there are many ways to get to where you are going. The road where you laugh and throw your hands up in the air with a sort of freedom that allows you to enjoy even the simplest of journeys, is usually the one I choose. The only struggle I have is that there are very few people who grew up the way I did so there aren't many people choosing that road. I suppose I could try the other one…but would I be happy on it? Well! - Would you believe that I actually ran into a guy who was driving on this same road? Yeah...he was driving a bit slower than I was but thank God he was. I'm fast and furious and he's methodical and distracted...The perfect couple don't you think? If he had been going as fast as I was, we would've ended up running into each other head-on and ended up in the creek!

I find it very interesting when I run into women who make excuses for the guys they are seeing. I’ve heard things like, “He’s just scared”, “He was hurt before and isn’t ready to get involved”, “He’s has really changed!”…uh oh ladies! Has he really changed or has the way you look at his actions changed? Don’t you think it’s interesting that we can always see a train wreck coming when we’re standing on the outside…but if we’re standing on the tracks, we keep expecting the train to get out of our way and are surprised when it runs us over? It’s nobody’s fault really. It’s human nature to want to trust and believe in the people around us. The trouble with that is that so often, the people around us are telling us exactly what their intentions are, but we choose to interpret what we want their words to mean. I had a guy in my life once that I had clearly told that I didn’t want to date him. One day, his mother showed up and asked me what was going on between us? I replied, “Nothing. I’ve told him we aren’t dating.”…She seemed surprised and asked, “Then why the prolonged game?”…huh?…I was actually very upset by this. I mean…we were hanging out in the evenings and having dinner with his family but I thought that the underlying relationship issue had been dealt with by having the conversation about how we weren’t dating….right?…wrong!…My actions were apparently negating my words. I decided that we were spending time together as friends and that it was apparently all right with him. Judging from his mother’s words, he saw things (or at least she did) differently. So what could I have done differently? I suppose I could’ve told him to go home due to the fact that we weren’t “seeing each other.”…BUT- it’s the old, “Why buy the cow if you can get the milk for free?” adage…only more like, “why send the guy home if he wants to have dinner with you and you’ll only sit here alone if he does … it’s his choice…he knows where I stand… I’m proud of myself for being so honest… I’m glad we’re not dating anymore… if you can watch a movie with the cow for free while free to roam the pasture for a cow you’d rather watch a movie with” adage… I call it the common acronym “WSTGHIHWTHDWYAYOSHAIHC”…It’s likely that the acronym isn’t catching on though (too many ‘W’s). It’s better known as self-preserving behavior that rationalizes away the affects it is having on the other person who cares too much about you to make their own judgment call about what it is!

We have all done it at one time or another I guess. I have a friend who has been with a girl since she was 21 years old and now, 8 years later, he is still adamant about telling her in no uncertain terms that he will never marry her. I hope, for her sake, that “he’s changing” because in another 5 years or so, she might find herself on a lecturing circuit selling my books to 30somethings who have wasted their time with people who hid behind the truth throughout most of their adult lives and have waken up and asked, “What now?”

We can try to make a difference in this area by really being honest with ourselves about the reasons we spend time with certain people. If it’s a fear of being alone, it’s not really a good enough reason to waste the time of another person. The trouble is that explaining that to someone who is begging to stand in front of the train is often a fruitless effort! It’s not easy to protect someone else if they won’t at least try to protect themselves a little. We should just remember that someone might end up standing in front of you one day blaming you for stealing her life. Is it really worth it to be able to tell her, “but I told you so.”…

Sunday, July 14, 2013

I was noticing a friends’ interactions with his girlfriend at
a wedding last night. This would sound
crazy if you didn't already know that while I’m singing, I have very little to
do with my brain. Over the 20 years I've
been jumping around and singing in a band on the weekends, I have observed some
of the most interesting things. I find
that if I think too hard about the lyrics, I have no idea what they are anymore.
SO- I just watch.

Background on my friend:
I actually don’t know much about him but I have seen him out throughout the
years and from where I’m standing, he is a truly beautiful person. When he smiles across a room, he has a spark
that lights up the place. You can tell
he comes from a nice family and has charisma that many guys just don’t have in
this day and age.

That being said...I couldn't help but notice how he and his beautiful
girlfriend interacted with each other.
It was clear to me that either they were fighting, or though they really
“like” each other, that “love connection” wasn't quite there. They sat a couple of feet apart from each other
and spoke with the other people at the table.
He would lean in and kindly ask her if she needed anything if he was
getting up from the table. When they
danced together, she would rest her head on his shoulder but he would look
around and smile and interact with the people around him. When she talked to him, she seemed to have a
frown on her face that seemed to be scolding him every time she spoke. Of course I could go on and on...BUT that’s
really NOT my point here. I’m quite
certain that she is an amazing person. I’m
also reasonably sure that they both want this to be “it.” Unfortunately, it is transparently obvious to
someone who is watching from the outside, that “it” - it is NOT. I found it interesting that every time
someone went to take a picture of them, they cuddled up like the cutest couple
I've ever seen. She would smile from ear
to ear and he would grit his teeth and “smile” too! (I’m SO happy. Boy I LOVE this girl!...oh God what am I ever
going to do?...I wish I was with anyone else but her.)

The “picture” of happiness seemed to me to represent the
reason they were together to begin with.
Everyone in the family went out of their way to comment on Facebook
about “what a beautiful couple they are!”
On paper, this was a match made in heaven. It reminded me of a few years back (before I
got married of course ;) I had been
single for a long time and my family and friends got sort of sick of it. Once all of your friends start getting
married, the pressure starts taking its toll on you. Everyone you run into on the street has to
greet you with:

“SO?...”

...uh...I’d be like “um...So? What?”

.... “Are you in love?”

um...Really? This is
all they could think of when they saw me?
I’m the single girl who needed to be in a relationship right then or
else they thought something was wrong with me?
It was apparent that people started to think that the problem was me
being “too choosy” or “looking for something that doesn't exist out there.” This really bummed me out because I started
to wonder if they were right. What I
knew to be the truth was that I was really hoping to meet someone who I was
attracted to, who inspired me intellectually, and made me smile when I thought
about how he touched my hand the first time we met (and didn't make me throw up
a little when he called me too much).
BUT- the kind, ‘non-pressuring’ onlookers who were oh so helpful kept
pairing me up with the “perfect” guy.
There was one guy who resurfaced over and over again. He was exactly what I was looking for- catholic,
Italian, businessman, nice looking, never married, wanted a family...He was
apparently the ONLY one out there because more than one person fixed me up with
him. I tried SO hard to like him. Everyone thought we looked great
together. In fact we may have been “picture
perfect.” The problem was that I had
absolutely NO interest in him. When we
talked, I felt stifled. When I looked at
him, though he was admittedly really good looking, I was utterly unattracted to
him. I actually wanted to put more clothes on when he kissed me! I tried over and over again to like him. It got to the point that I started to believe
what everyone around me was saying. (By ‘everyone’, I mean friends and family
who so kindly pointed out over and over again that “maybe you just don’t want
to be happy and need help”) Ouch! Did I need therapy? I wondered over and over again if they were
right? I had been single for a long time
and had met some nice people and yet nothing really seemed to stick.

SO...What did I do?...Well...I tried to like that guy a few
more times. Still nothing. So I went on about my business. Did I need to see a therapist to “fix” what
was wrong with me? HA! Probably. BUT not because I didn't want to marry the
guy that everyone else thought was perfect for me.

If I was my friend, looking back, what would I do? Having
been on both sides of this, I know how I feel about it. Of course when it comes
to human relationships, there’s no easy way to fix it. I started to think that it might just be
easier to not get involved at all because for some reason my “breakups” never
took. I would say what I thought I
needed to say to end it and yet the guys always showed back up as if I had
dreamed the whole conversation. This
happened more than once. I’m sure I just
wasn't being clear though. The old “I’m sorry but this just isn't working but I
think you’re really nice” was received as a “maybe I’ll like you tomorrow. Just leave a bag of clothes here so you have
something to wear next week when you come over.” In the end, I started using something more
direct like- “It’s not me. It’s
you. I can’t stand you. “ ...so I
digress...oh yeah...I was trying to come up with a solution for my friend ;)

First -He needs to really decide why he is with her?

Is it because she’s beautiful and the families think they
are “picture perfect” and ending it would affect everyone around him? Or when
he met her, did his stomach flip when she giggled at him? Did he used to look at her with that smile
that I've noticed when he shoots a look across the room at other girls who may
have shown him interest? If so, why is
it so much work all of a sudden? Does he
still get that feeling of not wanting to be anywhere else in the world when he
is with her? (Did he ever?)

Next- If he answers those questions for himself and the
truth is that “you can’t fake true love”, he needs to understand that he is NOT
broken. His family will understand if he
simply tells them that he just didn't love her -no matter how hard he wanted to
and couldn't waste her time because she deserved to be with someone who did. They can grumble about it among themselves
later. When he does meet “the one”, they will get over it because he will be noticeably
happier himself.

What was my ending? I
waited it out. I did meet my catholic, Italian,
businessman who would become my best friend.
Yes. I needed to adjust my views
a little in order to balance out what was “right” for me with what my
definition of “attraction” was. But that’s
a story for another day...

Moral: “Picture
Perfect” is really only good for the photo album. Living a lifetime sharing your innermost
thoughts with a book that might one day get washed away in a flood in your
basement makes for a very unfulfilled heart.
Live the life that’s picture worthy and be sure to take the time to notice
what that photo looks like that is snapped when you aren't aware the camera is
there. That’ll take your breath away!

Wednesday, July 10, 2013

It’s interesting to me that so many people have complete communication breakdowns within their relationships. I say this because I received correspondence from a guy who talked on and on and on about how his girlfriend of many years “wanted a ring but he needed a prenup and didn’t know how to tell her without her getting really upset.” It seemed like after many years together, asking for a prenup, even though people don’t want to enter a marriage thinking that it might not succeed, was really no big deal. It seemed to be his biggest worry though. I tried to help him through a good solution but he seemed to be defending his relationship at every turn. I didn’t think much about it since it didn’t seem as though he really wanted my help other than to tell me “how great his relationship was and how jealous he isn’t”. Okay…nothing more I could do. I didn’t have enough information to go on and it wasn’t really my business anyway (like I ever care what’s my business and what isn’t…hee…hee…) Or was it?...Days later, I was strangely put right in the middle of the relationship as a “fly on the wall” when his girlfriend told me her side of the story. Apparently she doesn’t even like him at all and would “never marry him and the relationship has lasted much longer than it should have.”…uh oh…It appeared that I was the only person with all of the information now. Someone was using this “prenup” issue as an excuse. I wasn’t sure if he knew that the relationship was over and his desperation to keep someone he “wasn’t jealous of” every time he turned around made him come up with excuses for why it wasn’t working, or if he really thought it was working but she had somehow made him feel like the only problem was that he wasn’t proposing in hopes that he wouldn’t propose and she could keep it all in its place. Wwwhhheeeww….! What a mess! I was pretty sure that it was a little of both but clearly the two of them weren’t communicating with each other on the topic. It seemed like the relationship, as it stood currently, was a huge energy sucking waste of time for both of them. Of course it wasn’t the first I had seen this. I have seen many people stand frozen in time while their relationships stole years from them. The problem with this was the blame of each other when they would finally take action and pull it apart. This one wasn’t going to end pretty. I was quite sure that one of them was going to cheat on the other and use an excuse that it was the other’s fault for reasons that likely weren’t anywhere near the actual reason- they didn’t like each other. The jealousy, the marriage, the prenup, the kids,…they were all just “stuff” that protected each of them from the real truth that apparently seemed more hurtful than slinging excuses at each other.

The point is that if people had a fly on the wall of their relationships that they could play back in order to get the whole story, it would be much easier to know where they really stand. Now, I’m not suggesting that we bug each other’s conversations with friends…though it’s actually not a bad idea if we are planning on not having a real conversation with each other…BUT as a rule, people in unhealthy relationships get caught up in the drama of not knowing what’s going to happen. Again, it’s none of my business but I know what’s going to happen. That guy is going to end up in years of therapy talking about how the love of his life got away because he was afraid to ask her for a prenup “when all she wanted was to marry him.” His therapist will ask him why he thinks that he pushes women away from him and leave him single and dwelling on the fact that he has a fear of commitment while he weeps around town for 10 years (because that will be the only information he will have for the therapist). As for the girl- she will be dating someone else in 2 months and not even remember his name.

So how can we protect ourselves from staying involved in something that will pass our lives away? It’s actually not easy but we can do our best to recognize the warning signs of the reality that our relationship is the wrong relationship for us.

If your partner is out all the time flirting with other people and you are pretending that it doesn’t make you jealous, it’s probably not the right relationship for you…

If every time you talk in public, your partner is questioning why you talked about what you talked about, it’s probably not the right relationship for you….

If your partner is throwing out ridiculous requests that you can only fail at:

“I want a ring but I won’t sign a prenup…”

“Rotate the silverware so it’s used evenly…”

“I want to go out of town but only when you’re working, not on your days off…”

“I want a child but you have had a hysterectomy…”

“My parents won’t accept you because you’re not the right religion…”

“My children don’t like you and they come first…”

“I don’t like the color of your hair, how you talk, your body type, and I don’t want to be seen in public with you…”

Bottom line- it’s not happening! It’s probably NOT the right relationship for you… You don’t need a fly on the wall to tell you that it’s time to move on.You will only have yourself to blame when years pass you by if you don’t heed the warning signs and move on yourself. Waiting for the other person to take action will leave you screwed up thinking it’s over for all the wrong reasons because most people don’t have the courage to tell you the simple truth- It’s not me, it’s you…AND we all know it’s THEM!...

Tuesday, July 9, 2013

Sometimes we are searching so hard to find out what we should be doing, that we lose sight of the fact that what we are already doing may be what we were meant to be doing all along?…It’s really a big mess if you ask me. How are we supposed to know if we’re doing it right? I mean…life is a set of obstacles set in front of us and we are supposed to figure out ways to climb over them. Of course that sounds sort of glass half empty I guess, but it is an accurate assessment to some extent. I love my life. I really enjoy doing everything I do. The only struggle I have is that I enjoy the journey but sometimes focus so intently on the “goal” that I forget to take it slowly. I’m always racing towards the top of the mountain and then when I get there, I think, “hmm…What now?” …I have no idea. What I wanted to do was what I was already doing- thinking about what I wanted to do one day.

I was reading a book the other day that said, “do what you're doing now, but do it better!” It made perfect sense and as I started to notice the things around me, I recognized how much time is wasted striving for what we don’t have yet. One time I sat with a teenager who could only talk about how great it would be once he grew up and how little he cared about what happened now. The interesting thing was that he was never going to get to the point he wanted to be at until he finished what he needed to do in this moment. If he hadn’t turned his life around and gotten his act together, he would’ve simply gotten older with the same level of unpreparedness in future moments! I am happy to say that he learned that lesson. Now when I see him around, he is the best he can be at this moment! I know now that he’ll be ready to be his best in the future too.

The point is that once you do what you are doing at the highest level of your ability, the door will open to you. I’m going to try to take careful notice of how I live in each moment. I know that I will likely find myself racing through from time to time, but hopefully I will remember to slow it down and recognize the beauty of what is now.

Wednesday, July 3, 2013

I spilled an entire gallon of water into my refrigerator today. My initial response was to grab it and save it as it poured, in slow motion, from the top shelf down the back to soak each shelf beneath it and then rest in the bottom of the drawers on the bottom. I didn’t stop it though. I thought, “Oh good! Now my refrigerator is going to be clean!” My fridge is sort of old and worn out and though I’m a little obsessive with keeping things in order, I tend to laugh at the things lying around this place that I would refer to as “old crap”. This fridge certainly falls under the “old crap” category. The power went out the other day and apparently it was not a complete outage but a reduction in voltage. I peered into the fridge to look for something to remind me not to think about…well…anything…and I noticed that it looked much better in a low light setting. I’m actually thinking of putting some sort of a 3 way bulb in there so I don’t have to burn my eyes out during those late night hunts for food anymore. So it got me to thinking…(of course it did!) I realized that on many occasions, making a big mess helps us to take action. I could’ve gone another year or so without cleaning that fridge but now it is crystal clean and sparklingly beautiful!

Have you ever met anyone who hung on to an old relationship because breaking it off would be too painful? I have! In fact, I’ve even watched people hang on and on and on all the while knowing it wasn’t working but not wanting to take any action for fear of the pain. Next thing they know they wake up one day and have been cheated on and left anyway. This actually happens more often than I can even comment on. All I can think when this happens is “wait a minute! You can’t cheat on me! I didn’t like you first!”…BUT NO. You wake up one day and all of your food is rotten and your milk is spoiled because that refrigerator that you didn’t want to hurt by replacing it for a more efficient version of itself that could make you happy with its stainless steel exterior and cooler interior, has somehow decided to stop even trying to cool your food as it had originally promised because it just didn’t feel like working anymore.

The point is that a lot of time and pain can be spared when we stop putting Band-Aids and excuses on a household appliance in order to drag out its stay in our lives beyond its usefulness. Do we really need a gallon of water spilled on our heads to help us realize that even though it may be hard to lift in order to make room for a new one, 10 years down the road it’s going to feel even heavier and when we pull out our backs lifting it, we aren’t exactly going to feel quite as resilient as we do today. I think that if we were smart and we knew a mess was impending, we would do ourselves a huge favor to just blow that fridge up and start again.

Monday, July 1, 2013

I ran into a girl I have been acquainted with over the last few years. She is about 25 years old now and every time I see her, she complains about another thing in her life that sucks! Well…when I saw her today, she truly looked like she has been completely run into the ground. I’m not saying this to be critical. I’m noticing that this poor girl, who was young and beautiful, has somehow driven her emotional unrest to reflect in her outward appearance now too. It is truly amazing how happiness from within pours out through the way we carry ourselves in everyday life. I know that she could look beautiful again. Of course! She is young. The trouble is, when will she realize that she isn’t doing herself any good to dwell on the negative aspects of her life? Like attracts like and her negativity is bringing more and more of it on herself. I hope she can get it together in time to find true happiness before she wastes any more valuable time.

Sometimes I wake up a little sluggish, but when I do, I try my hardest to turn it around quickly. Don’t get me wrong…some days I never get out of my workout clothes! I suppose that I can waste time with the best of them. It’s all right though. I can afford one day of laziness…and by laziness I mean listening to music and working out all day. Let’s not get crazy here…I don’t think I’ve ever just sat down and thrown away a day on Jerry Springer, but I have been known to eat a little too much cheese in between my workouts! I suppose the moral of this story is that we really need to make an effort to be grateful for what we have and take full advantage of the time that has been given to us! Why waste our lives reflecting unrest and discontent? If everyone in the world walked around that way, we’d be a really ugly world!…We already have supersized beef patties to make us fat!… Can we really afford to supersize our trivial troubles too?

Thursday, March 7, 2013

Sometimes I wonder if we spend so much time protecting ourselves from repeating the past, that we are virtually unable to feel safe enough to feel anything in the present. Everyone has something in their past that has left some sort of residual side effect that influences how we treat others. I’m not much for digging up the past in order to release those issues to become free of them. This is a huge time commitment and we already know that we can’t afford to waste that much of our valuable time being angry, bitter, cycle through the silent treatment, not talking to our mothers, wanting approval from our sisters, learning how to eat 1500 calories a day from the pyramid, fighting with our mothers, realizing our sisters wanted approval from us, learning how to eat 1500 calories a day, not talking to our sisters, wondering what was wrong with you that you would even think of giving a jerk of a man any of your attention to begin with, questioning what happened to the cat when your parents took it to the farm…? There! …I took care of it all for you so you don’t have to bother! (and don’t think that I’ve even been to a therapist. Well…actually I did go once cause I thought I had a problem with food. She said that I didn’t have one and I should cut salt and exercise more! – Excellent! Problem solved!)…I know that every psychotherapist in the world is getting out their textbooks to prove me wrong on this so no need to email the data to me. I know how it works! I do agree that we definitely need to recognize our past experiences that may cause our initial response to people who come into our path. The trouble is that once we come up with these answers, going back and telling all of those people who have “done us wrong” that they did, and asking them to change the way they treat us now, is virtually impossible. Our past experiences have varying degrees of traumatic affects. For example, I could be completely screwed up now due to the fact that my family was so amazing and provided such a fairy-tale, happy view of the world that I’m actually shocked every single time someone demonstrates to me that all people aren’t good. As a matter of fact, I still think that there is good in everyone. That…or I could use the one about my ex being one of those people who likely isn’t a good person at his core and then protect myself from more people like him. The funny thing is that the “Pollyanna” view I was raised with, still makes me think that he isn’t a completely evil man. Don’t get me wrong…I did stub my toe this morning and I’m pretty sure it’s his freakin’ fault! (but it’s only 6 years later so it’s still a little fresh!)

I guess what I’m saying is that all the time we spend superimposing our past experiences onto the new people who come into our lives, might be spent more wisely getting to know him by his own merits and not being afraid that he may let us down in the future. Let’s not get crazy here- he will likely screw you over! But wouldn’t it be nice to say, “I can’t believe I met another one of these idiots! What are the odds?”…and then walk away with your head held high knowing that you put yourself out there!

Okay…so I got a little edgy there for a second. I’m still working on this one myself! What we need to do when we meet a new person is try our hardest to allow him to show us who he is and not bring our past to the table. I’m not saying that if he has a tattoo on his arm with a list of women he’s killed with extra lines to add more names in the future, you should dismiss this gut feeling as you being overcautious and “afraid to put yourself out there!” You should likely walk away from that one…actually… don’t make any sudden moves. Possibly you should just make a phone call from your cell phone in your purse and leave it on throughout the night in order to have the proper evidence later if necessary. On the other hand, there are nice guys left out there. Instead of sitting at a banquet sized table with him and the hundreds of memories that could fill that table twice over, imagine something better than what you’ve come to expect. When the hostess comes to seat you, simply smile and say, “Yes! A table for two please!”

About Me

I am one of those people who really enjoys life! I live every single day to the fullest and my jobs are fun all the time! People often say "Calia! Just have fun! Don't worry about anything!" Honestly...if I have any more fun, i'm likely to explode! I need a project. I'm a highly effective person and no matter how much time i spend doing huge projects and working out, i still have so much extra time in the day that people can't believe it! I guess that makes me lucky!- personally, I could use some drugery in my life so i'm more like other people!